Dominique
I always knew that my time in the Earth is shorter than what people actually thought. How? Ever since I can remember, I keep on occasionally seeing black fog floating on top of my head whenever I look at the mirror. It seemed impossible, I know.
I was scared, but I told no one because it will only make me sound crazy and people will just make fun of me. During those times, I’ve been wondering what lies within me. Am I really just a werewolf? Why do I experience things that others don’t? What even am I?
Just an unwanted child? A mere intruder of someone else’s family and life? Or maybe, I’m just someone who should’ve not exist because she’s nothing more than a nuisance? I’ve been confused about everything all along, because nothing seemed to make my happiness stay.
Again, I k
